In the empty courtyard, an old father was worried about the water cabbage that he had worked hard to raise.

Thinking of those scenes that were unwilling to imagine but could not hold on and could not stop the key, the head of the Lu family sighed.

Lu Hangben wanted to make a few jokes, but closed his mouth.

Because he had sensed someone was walking towards this side quickly.

A confidant in charge of guarding the pigeon chamber arrived in a hurry and presented a small golden message to Lu Yun with both hands.

Lu Yun quickly presented it to Lu Hang with both hands.

Lu Hang said lightly: "You are the head of the family."

The confidant knelt in panic in an instant, Lu Hang smiled coldly, "As the rules, that's right. Just in front of me, are you sure you are not provoking me?"

This confidant, who was considered a direct descendant of the Lu family, hurriedly knocked on the ground with a thumping sound, and couldn't help begging for mercy.

"Get out!"

Lu Hang waved his sleeves.

The trustee who escaped the disaster left with blood on his forehead.

Lu Yun also hurriedly said: "Father, I..."

"Even my own son can't believe me. Do you really want me to be a lonely person? Open it and read it!" Lu Hang said speechlessly.

When Lu Yun opened it and saw a string of secret words, he remembered that he did not bring the deciphered book.

At a loss, Lu Hang stretched out his fingers, picked up the small note from his hand, glanced at it, closed his eyes and compared it for a while, and said word by word: "Chu, King, rebelled, Jing, Chu, lost."

Lu Yun's expression changed drastically, the dynasty was newly established, and everything was rising. No one would have thought of such a thing.

Lu Hang closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, put down the note, looked at his son, and smiled, "Don't panic, I'll go to Tianjing, maybe I can compete for the Minister of Rites."

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In Qinghe County, a handsome man walking slowly in the mountain surrounded by the Cui family's house.

The man was wearing an indigo blue robe, with the collar and cuffs embroidered with the unique tribe seal of the Cui family. He was tied with a brocade belt around his waist and a jade pendant hung. Although there was no exaggerated pendant, at first glance, he saw a scene of richness with a faint wind and a smug moon.

Beside him, a woman with a graceful figure, can also be called a charming appearance.

Behind the two of them, three or five steps away, another middle-aged man with a frown face followed silently.

The man who led the lead was named Cui He.

The eldest son of the Cui family, now the younger brother of Cui Zhi, Empress Beiyuan.

He was also the one who once sent someone to plot against Cui Zhi in the Blessed Land of Sword Soul.

He has lived a very relaxed life recently and has been very relaxed.

The reason was that the sister who had been pressing him over had her head clamped by the door and had been clamped many times, and she actually turned away from the Cui family and followed a down-and-out prince to the bitter and cold place of Beiyuan.

He didn't know what Cui Zhi had next, nor did he want to know. He only knew that the head of the Cui family would not run away in the future.

Not only did he know, but both beside him and behind him also knew.

The woman's name is Su Jinyi, the daughter of the head of the Qingfeng Sect, a powerful mountain sect in Qinghe County.

He has good talent and good looks. He has always had the reputation of a fairy in the practice world of Qinghe County.

But this name cannot be called out loud in the Cui family, and I dare not call it.

So last night, Master Cui even felt a little overjoyed.

Fortunately, she didn't sprinkle a handful of gold, silver and treasures directly, and then kicked her back to Qingfeng Gate, but still took her with her.

Fairy Su seemed to have seen a little light, and cheered up again today.

This scene made the middle-aged man with a frown behind them look even more worried.

In Fairy Su's heart, she was willing to fight again and again, but the guard of Mr. Cui understood that this was a destined battle and again and again.

Cui He smiled and said, "Miss Su, there is a pavilion ahead, let's go and have a rest."

Su Jinyi smiled sweetly, her voice was like a yellow oriole singing, "Okay."

There are many pavilions in the mountains, and the one where Cui He and his friends rest is at the foot of the mountain.

There are no stone tables and benches in this pavilion, but there are three stools between the pillars.

Cui He naturally sat in the middle, and Su Jinyi subconsciously sat on another bench. Suddenly his heart moved and met Cui He's smile-like eyes.

Put your heart on your feet and sit side by side with Cui He.

Cui He naturally spread his hand and put it on her shoulder.

Su Jinyi's whole body stiffened. Although she had last night, there were still people in the pavilion at this moment.

The middle-aged man guarded his eyes, his nose, and his heart looked like a statue with expressionless expression on his face.

Su Jinyi remembered the humiliation and grief when she looked at the plum blossoms on the bed sheet last night, and saw Cui He's somewhat cold expression.

Then I remembered that after Cui He got up and left, he gradually felt regret that he would eventually subdue himself.

His stiff spine softened quietly, and he leaned on Cui He's shoulder.

The sad middle-aged man is still as calm as a stone sculpture, but he sighs quietly in his heart.

Cui He raised his mouth and his heart was cold.

The warm touch in his hand did not disturb him. He just raised his head and wanted to see the scenery on the mountainside through the thick mountain.

That was a scene he had never seen before.

It would be fine if it was just like this, but there was a woman who could go there without restraint.

Even if the woman was his own sister, the twisted jealousy made him feel angry.

But it doesn’t matter. Sooner or later it belongs to you, take it step by step.

Just like these fairies who have become boring for some power and money, if they hadn't looked at the power behind her, why would they endure the disgust and play the show here?

Since I have worked so hard, is it reasonable not to be the head of the family?

Thinking of this, Cui He's hand suddenly fell down, holding a soft place, and a soft and soft voice sounded from the pavilion.

If nothing else was done, Cui Ci would not want to climb the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, he was the majestic head of the Cui family, and he was very proud.

But after climbing this mountain, he was just his father's stupid son, just a puppet who was tremblingly obeying his father's instructions.

This is not what makes Cui Ci the most frustrated. A mature big man should especially learn to abandon some unnecessary emotions.

What really made Cui Ci feel aggrieved was that his father always said it right.

This made him suffer and felt even more painful and even more depressed.

Fortunately, I was not going to talk about things today, I just said goodbye.

Tomorrow, he will set off to Tianjing City to complete a key link in the in-depth cooperation between the six clans and the imperial court.

Cui Yan was wearing only a thin single dress, which seemed a little out of place with the already cool mountains and heavy autumn colors.

He was holding the book and slowly flipping, looking up at his son who was slowly climbing the mountain. Forget it, I am in a good mood recently, so I will scold him a few less in a while.

He took the initiative to whine at the seat beside him and signaled Cui Ci to sit there.

Cui Ci quietly looked at his father's radiant face and the happiness he had never thought about concealing it, and he knew it in his heart.

In fact, after receiving information from the north a few days ago, I secretly drank wine alone in the room with a smile.

But Cui Ci understood that for his father, he was happy for the chance of Chi'er.

But being happy for the Cui family to have a huge way out may be the most important thing.

Otherwise, I would not strictly order myself to block the news and prevent the rest of my tribe from knowing it.

He could even imagine that his father would not invest too much there, and there were still many risks in matters involving imperial power.

Its prosperity is thriving, and its demise is suddenly sudden.

The fire is cooking oil, and the flowers are blooming. It is good, but not long-lasting. It is not something that a wealthy family like the Cui family pursues.

Thinking of this, he felt a little sorry for his daughter for no reason.

Cui Yan put down the book and looked at Cui Ci, "Are you leaving?"

"Well, let's say goodbye to my father. Listen to my father's teachings."

Cui Yan smiled. Although he smiled very lightly, he laughed in the end, which made Cui Ci feel a little flattered.

"If you go to the court, do it well, don't lose the face of the Cui family and the six tribes. As for the people next to you, just don't touch the group of War."

Cui Ci nodded, and he also thought that the Ministry of War is indeed the most untouchable person now.

The two of them said a few more words, and Cui Ci said goodbye and left. This time, they did not get scolded or kneeled down, and Cui Ci was satisfied.

But soon, he ran back quickly.

Holding a note in his hand, he placed it on Cui Yan's desk panting.
To be continued...